The tale of two ... pubs

After a week of constant work, the toll is starting to show on my life. Two nights, two seperate public houses, of which - fell asleep in both. Ended up in the Well for a couple of beverages and a catch up, the usual "I'm with Jimmy" occurred and the pub enptied, with the usual regulars and bar staff / "bar keep". Next thing I know, its 3am, I've awoken from a deep sleep and about 2 mins from being locked in all night. Luckily, Jimmy didnt take his baseball bat to my skull, yawned, stretched and wobbled home